As Lu Chuwan stood next to Madam Lu, her posture was beautiful.
The old ladies sitting with Madam Lu beside the main seat just now got up to admire Master Fu Jiang's paintings.
"Sis, your granddaughter has got a lot on the ball, and so does your niece-in-law. All of them are good granddaughters!" Madam Ma said, her voice thick with admiration.
At the same time, Madam Lu was looking at the piece of art in front of her. Even though she could not understand the aesthetic of the drawing, with a single glance, she could tell that its value was immeasurable.
"Xiao Dong, Ningning, come. Have a seat," Madam Lu said, offering them a warm smile.
Everything considered, Madam Lu still wanted to maintain an amicable relationship with the Dong Family.
